MainNovelChapter 144 Here's the adapted English passage, fully localized for Western readers per your requirements: That day, after their extra study session wrapped up, everyone left with their minds buzzing-feeling both exhausted and strangely fulfilled.
The next morning, when Amelia heard that Citrine had been tutoring the group, she insisted on joining in too. "My freshman year foundation is a mess," she confessed. "I really need the help." Citrine was delighted to have Amelia onboard and agreed without a second thought.
That afternoon, they arrived at Havencrest Technical College. It was only then, as they were chatting in the hallway, that Amelia learned something surprising.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Wait-seriously?" Amelia's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're all humanities majors?" Sylvan, thinking she didn't believe him, nodded with a patient smile. "Yeah, really. All of us. We're not messing with you." Amelia knew they wouldn't lie about something like this, but she still frowned, confused. "That's not the important part. The thing is, Citrine's a science major." "Wait, your sister's a science major?" someone echoed in surprise.
"But didn't she just help us with history yesterday?" another chimed in.
"Yeah, and she was great at it." "Maybe she just remembers it all from freshman year," Amelia mused, after a moment's thought. "Makes sense, right?" The others nodded. That seemed plausible enough.
Just then, Citrine returned from the restroom and caught the tail end of their conversation. "Remembers what?" she asked, eyebrow raised.
Sylvan filled her in. "Citrine, we just found out you're a science major." Citrine nodded, completely unfazed. She figured they were worried she might not be able to help them, so she smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry. I already taught myself all the humanities material from freshman to senior year. I've got you covered." The room fell silent. Travis and the others stared at Citrine, mouths hanging open, utterly speechless.
Amelia was just as stunned, but then she remembered Citrine's near-perfect grades. Suddenly, everything clicked into place.
The others seemed to gradually cto terms with it too. After all, they'd already seen plenty of evidence that Citrine was a little superhuman-this just explained it even more.
Still, Amelia's curiosity got the better of her. "So, Citrine, if you already mastered all the humanities on your own, why did you choose to major in science? Physics and chemistry are brutal! If it were me, I'd have stuck with the easy stuff." Citrine thought for a second, then shrugged. "Honestly? The humanities just didn't challenge me. Science felt a little more interesting." Amelia: "..." Travis: " Sylvan: "..." Springer: Carney: "..."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWas this how geniuses humiliated the rest of humanity? The things they'd been sweating blood over for years-Citrine found them 'not challenging.' Was she secretly a learning machine in a past life?
Maybe it was Citrine's words, or maybe just her presence, butsuddenly the whole group seemed lit the up with new energy. They studied like their lives depended on it, refusing to waste even a minute of their breaks. And that intense drive lasted for days.
Eventually, Citrine couldn't help but intervene. "Guys, seriously. Take a break. You'll burn yourselves out." Travis looked at his sister, then squared his shoulders with renewed determination. "Don't worry about me, Citrine. I can keep going." He was determined to be worthy of standing at her side.
Amelia declared, "Citrine, I love studying, and studying loves men Starting today, my goal is to break into the top fifty." Sylvan grinned. "This time, I'm making my comeback for sure." Carney added, "If our idol is this hardcore, I'll just have to keep up-or die trying."
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